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For: K. T. ~ Thank You!
Tattered pages feather
Toward a dimming light;
Longing to be touched
Just one more time.
Time is nascent,

As the book stretches further.
The wind breaks the screen’s barrier
Disheveling the pages
Of indifference.
And providing no resistance
To an enemy slowly destroying
Its existence.




The Kingdom